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I’m one of the Virtues. My job is to preside over weather events and movement of the celestial bodies. Despite my limited interaction with humans, I am drawn by this one who I witness kill a demon. From that moment on, our lives are entangled. There is more going on down here, and among my kind, than I had believed. All I know is I want him at my side through it all.

I am…



Ascension, Book Four


Hayden West


Twisted E-Publishing, LLC



Ascension, Book Four

Copyright © 2019 by Hayden West

Edited by Marie Medina

First E-book Publication: February 2019, SMASHWORDS EDITION

Cover design by K Designs

All cover art and logo copyright © 2019, Twisted E-Publishing.

ALL RIGHTS RESERVED: This literary work may not be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, including electronic or photographic reproduction, in whole or in part, without express written permission.

All characters and events in this book are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual persons living or dead is strictly coincidental.

All characters engaging in sexual situations are over the age of 18.

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Chapter One

The sound of live electricity spilled through the pre-dawn light. Ominous and eerie, Omri slowed his flight. He flew this path every morning, time just for him before his daily duties took precedence. This place had always been devoid of humans, and that had been part of the draw for him.

He didn’t hate humans—it wasn’t part of his make up to do so—he had been created to protect them, but he didn’t really think much about them. They were something to keep safe, not more than that.

The sound still slowed him up and he flared out his wings, slowing his movement through the lightening sky. Humans used electricity, so if he was hearing it, chances were a human was in this place. The location wasn’t the easiest to reach, so that begged the question what had brought them here and what were they doing here?

The low moan of pain he heard in between the buzzing had him cocking his head to the side before the sound vanished.

This isn’t right.

However, with all the strange and deadly things that had been found around them and his kind, he was not certain he wanted to know the truth. Yet who he was wouldn’t allow him to just continue on his way without at least checking it out.

He didn’t land but hid himself, should there actually be a human there, and flew closer to the origin of the sound. The charged air brushed along his skin even before he could fully see what he was flying into. His hair and his feathers tingled from the power emanating from the source.

It pulsed through the air, pushing beneath his skin and into the flesh. He gritted his teeth.

Nothing of this earth can do this without a machine of sorts to keep this up so consistently.

Ignoring the discomfort that moved through him, he pressed on. It wasn’t pain, he’d had worse. The hum grew louder and the area lighter. As he walked around a large stone outcropping, he drew back with a sharp hiss.

A writhing ball of electricity sat there, the sound suddenly near deafening as the power flashed along him, tearing where it hit. He lunged back, flaring out his wings and taking to the sky, just enough to remove himself from the immediate danger that was there.

Not man made. No way.

The main and most concerning bit of what sat before him was that he could make out a figure of someone within the inner circle.

If it was like that for me getting close on the outside, what pain they must be enduring in there.

He couldn’t leave them to face this alone, whoever it was. As one who had power to preside over weather events, including the wind, he called upon that power now, creating a vortex of spinning air around him to hopefully deflect the voltage.

While not perfect, it did enough he could move closer. Squinting his eyes, he struggled to peer through to the one lying there. His heart caught when he spied the pale green feathers of a wing, lying lifeless there, already turning black from electrocution.

His breathing seized, and he roared with fury, pushing out, utilizing all the power within him and calling upon the wind to remove the electricity. It worked, for the ball shattered like someone took a hammer to a glass dome.

Gulping deep breaths of air, he landed by the slumped body. Taking a swift glance over the one lying there, he shook his head as his gaze landed on the infinity mark on the back of his neck, the one that only the Seraphim bore to identify them to the others in the orders.

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